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Actually, The Zapping Light Was Kinda Like Sookie’s Fairy-light-thing. Do You Think There’s Any Chance I’m A Fairy?” “no, Z. Focus. True Blood Is Fiction. This Is The Real World.

If You're Too Scared To Put Your Dreams, Thoughts, Desires, Fantasies On Paper And Share Them With The World, Then Being An Author Isn't The Right Career For You.

I Laugh, And It Was Amazing! I Swear I Could See My Laughter Floating Around Me Like Puffy Things You Blow Off A Dandelion, Only Instead Of Being White It Was Birthday-cake-frosting-blue. Wow! Who Knew Hitting My Head And Passing Out Would Be So Much Fun? I Wonder If This Was What It Was Like To Be High.

Oh, God, Shannon. You're Blowing My Mind." Clint's Morning Voice Was Rich With Passion. I Wanted To Correct Him And Explain That It Wasn't His Mind I Was Blowing, But My Mother Had Taught Me It Was Impolite To Speak When One's Mouth Was Full.

That Don't Look Good," Kramisha Said. "not Good At All." She Paused And Then Her Eyes Went From Me To Heath, Whose Attention Was So Focused On Me I Swear He Didn't Look Like He Would Notice If A Giant White Elephant In A Tutu Danced Around The Room. "ain't That The Human Kid Who Was Down Here Before?